Retrospect

RETROSPECT


Laying on the ground below
And looking up, without a care
Through the cluster of red maple leaves
With blotches of pale blue sky in the air

You loose yourself in the moment
That GOD has provided just for you
And all those worries of unpaid bills
Simply seem to fade from view

You know this time will not last
For a responsible person has priorities
But your Lord has given you time to rest
Before you return to a life of proper proprieties

For what is life if you can not enjoy
The simple pleasures we sometimes ignore
Till a kindred spirit of the past
Begs us to take the time to implore

At these times of solitude
It is important to reflect
And understand aspects of all of life
The ability to look back in retrospect

Author: Timothy B. Thayer
05/14/2010

Lighter Than Air

LIGHTER THAN AIR


What on earth is lighter than air
A wisp in the breeze
That flutters with flair
With personality that comes with ease

A moment of thought
Is lighter than air
With energy brought
It is offered with care

A thought and air it's agreed
Weigh the same
But need to be freed
From whence they came

Unlike air a thought can be
Complex and stressed and crazy
Those things can be heavy indeed
And leave you feeling hazy

When there are thoughts of the heart
Some thoughts drive you to a levy
And you find from the very start
That bad thoughts make a light heart heavy

Author: Timothy B. Thayer
05/11/2010

The Well

THE WELL



Deep down inside ourselves
There is a well
Filled with our hopes and dreams
And stories our parents would tell
It has a secret compartment
That sometimes we don't see
And inside lies a treasure
An ancient memory key
In times of distress or trouble
We question are ability to cope
If we'll have the answers
Or have lost our ability to hope
But something causes us to remember
That way down deep inside
The well of hopes and dreams
And the key that we hide
The key unlocks the door
Where the ancients live
We learn the answers we need
That the ancients freely give
So we learn a lesson
Deep within the great romancer
Lies the secret key
To the door with all the answers

Author: Timothy B. Thayer
05/09/2010

Salutations

SALUTATI0NS


This world with all its splendor
In the near future will kneel and surrender
A man of wisdom and a firth in the great sea of knowledge
With a vigor this man lived
And a thirst to give
What he believed and felt through his toiledge

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Many people live through their lives
And work hard to make great strides
For their love ones, who hold them in great revere
The love ones have taken the position
To carry on the tradition
In their efforts of participating with their peers

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This man should be proud of what he gave
As he toiled and slaved
To make a difference, even if only to a few
For the few that he touched
They learned much
And pass on his wisdom through what they do

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With a journey, it has a beginning and an end
But it's important in that time we spend
Discovering what is to be our destination
But over time we see
It always winds up to be
Not the same as our beginning expectation

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I know this man is quick to prescribe
To all, love life and enjoy the ride
Life is never what you expect, it's more
It's full of joy and grief
And even in times of disbelief
You knew, through its knowledge, life you would always adore

Author: Timothy B. Thayer
05/06/2010

The Curl Of Your Lips

THE CURL OF HER LIPS


Sometimes in choosing words, you get the urge
When describing a particular look
To give some flair and put on the air
The curl of the lip is the hook

With a picture of you it's easy to view
The subtle hint of the character you show
Children often display in an innocent way
Their hopes that they would like you to know


Children like to give you the notion, that you put in motion
What you want and they secretly hoped
So you accomplish your feat, in which the child dupe you in belief
Just who is the child and who is the adult, in this poem I wrote

Author: Timothy B. Thayer
05/05/2010

Manic

“MANIC”



Are you beyond happiness and sorrow?
Is your life, your day a series of peaks and borrows.
One minute you’re ecstatic, on top of the world.
Next minute you’re depress, into a little ball you curl.

If you are up and down, even a little, you probably feel nothings wrong.
The swings between such extremes have been with you so long.
But you don’t need the ups and downs, to make you feel alive.
Until you’re able to control your emotions, know answer can be derived.

In fact the ups you call happiness are not happiness in any way.
But a false interpretation of happiness, this sense of happiness you display.
Real happiness is not the result of rising out of depression.
Real happiness is stable, constant, and not dependent on interpretation.

Sometimes we call it contentment or serenity or joy.
Not excitement, that leads to depression, happiness just is, a child with a toy.
It’s hard to imagine contentment after a life of highs and lows.
Some people choose not to change and live with their woes.

This is called addiction, a choice of just existence.
To live life instinctively to the path of least resistance.
The ups are dependent on the downs and of course that’s visa-versa.
For real happiness don’t self-indulge, be compassionate, have purpose.

Author: Timothy B. Thayer
11/02/2009









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Read Me

READ ME



Up late the other night
Trying to think of something to write
That might tickle your palate
And from you receive a ballot
Instead of leaving me feeling contrite

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To often with writers
Their expectations inside is the igniter
In their exuberance to please
They forgot why they write with such ease
To make other peoples days feel brighter

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So if I might offer a suggestion
An important lesson
With your character you will pay
The words you so gallantly display
Write from your heart in your next writing session

Author: Timothy B. Thayer
05/02/2010